Sea Dumpster Divers

What the storm asserted
the wave to lash,
what the hull cracking
separated bow from stern forever, 

what settled to ocean floor slowly
will reconstitute salvaged treasure.
If two people
someday dive into our wreck— 

and they will—to collect

our splintered mass
of a life gone askew,
piece by piece, 

what they bring to the surface,
what they examine
will be the new us, 

will be a restoration,
regeneration, the religion of us
carted to the surface
alive in their palms.